Don't Turn Around, I Just Want to Watch

Album NO.355

Description

Her slender, teal silk-clad back is just the prelude. The main target, the true kingdom, is her round ass wrapped in gleaming gold satin. Your palm slams down without warning, instantly feeling the intense contrast: the coolness of the stone and the searing heat of her flesh, all transmitted through the silk. You grip tightly, fingers digging in, pressing the soft mass of her ass hard against the stone, making the gold silk look like it's about to burst. A dry, raw rustle sounds out. The urge to possess her scent becomes irresistible. You lean in, burying your face at her hip where the gold silk meets the teal, inhaling deeply to devour the scent of power: the smell of high-end silk, a faint hint of perfume, and the warm flesh beneath. That scent is the starting gun. You pull out your roaring hard cock. No friction needed, no waiting. You just want to fulfill your fantasy. Press it directly against that taut, glossy surface and erupt, watching your hot seed darken the royal gold, turning it into an indelible mark, proof of your absolute conquest.